There's a Monster in My Closet (Cricky) | #WattPride |

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(A/N: So i have this original story that i've been writing on and off and i need some volunteers to be my beta readers and maybe answer some questions for me... anyone interested?)

Music: Subeme la radio (covered by Conor Maynard)

*RIcky's POV*

       I tried with all my might to get my claws to retract back into the fleshy part of my fingertips but that was nearly impossible as I stared back at my mom. "Mom, what the hell is going on with me?" My voice shook and trembled. I was scared. No, scared was an understatement. I was horrified. Maybe this was just a dream, maybe if i pinched myself i would wake up. I pinched the squisy part of my forearm and winced in pain, a little gash gnarling my skin. "Mom!" Not even my voice sounded familiar to my own ears because my lips were pulled taut over the protruding fangs. 

         "Ricky, stop that." She bit her lip, eyebrows furrowed together in internal conflict. She stepped towards me, her eyes never leaving Chris and his deadly appearance. In her defense, He did look like he could kill her in a second if he pleased. He watched her intently with his piercing red eyes until she sighed.

         "Mom, what's happening?" A tear slid from my eyes, swimming down my cheek sullenly. How could i have been this the whole time and not have known it? How could i have killed Ronnie and not remember it?

         "Agh, " She avoided making eyecontact with me at all costs and took my hands in her own, not seeming even a little bit fazed by the claws or the fangs that bit at my lower lip. "I didn't want to believe it myself, but i guess it makes sense." 

*Chris's POV*

         I don't know why, but something about Ricky's mom rung a familiar bell in my head, i just couldn't place a finger on it. Yeah sure, I've seen Ricky's mom on numerous occasions while hiding in Ricky's closet for nearly fifteen years, but I never paid much attention. She was just another mortal to me. But now was different. Maybe it was her dark hair, or her blue eyes. 

        And then it hit me like a ton of bricks. Her lips. I remember my father used to talk about them like they were the rarest of diamonds. He always recalled the lightness of her lips and how they were blood red in the middle like she drank blood and it had stained the skin. But he would only talk about it in the privacy of our own home when my mother was nowhere to be found as if it were some sort of secret. Only now did it make sense to me. It was a secret. 

-flashback to when Chris was five-

         "Where were you, dad?" I had said with the biggest, toothiest grin i could muster. I always loved when my father came home, so he could tell me his stories of his encounters with the mortals. But today he looked to be in a rush, sweat beeding on his forehead around the curve of his horns. 

          "Chris, oh Chris," He looked at me with sad eyes. "Your father did something bad today." He rubbed at his temples, looking nervous. I looked at him with wide eyes. "Remember that mortal i talk about? With the ruby red lips? Your father did something bad with her today."

       Of course i didn't know back then what he meant. 

-end flashback-

          "Ricky, you know your father?" She closed her eyes tightly. "I guess He wasn't exactly human."

           Back then, when my father would brag about the ruby lipped girl, it wasn't illegal to form a relationship with a mortal, infact it was encouraged because then it would be easier to make then kill. But it was in fact illegal to impregnate one. 

          And if what Ricky's mom is saying and the man she is talking about is my father... then that would make Ricky...

        My half brother? 

       A large pit in my stomach started to form. How could i have feelings for my half brother?

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Dun dun DUNNNNNNN....

Did anyone predict that? i think not! lol jk   but now what is going to happen if Ricky is Chris's half brother????

but yeah, either DM me or comment if you want to be my beta reader and i'll somehow find a way to send you the story plus the questions so i can get feedback!

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